Chapter 203 Kapustin’s request

Fu Tiao followed the staff around the group of jazz musicians who were having fun and walked to the back of the bar, which is to the door next to the counter.

Fu Diao originally thought that this place should be a lounge for the staff or some place where drinks are stored, but he did not expect that this place was actually a separate lounge.

Although this lounge still continues the decoration style of the previous bar, some details of the decoration are completely different.

A lot of sound insulation equipment and benches have been added here that can be used for resting. The table in the middle is not a wooden board on top of a wine barrel, but a table made entirely of unknown wood.

Although the overall appearance still looks like a country bar-style decoration, to be honest, this place is actually more like the decoration of bosses in the southeastern coastal areas of China.

That is to say, the chairs they use are made of wood without backrests. If they replace them with the square carved wood chairs from China, it will really feel like they have traveled back to China in one second.

In the corner of this room is an additional piano, an upright ordinary piano, not the large grand piano outside the room.

The soundproofing equipment in this room is very good. When Fu Diao walked into the room and closed the door, he could clearly feel that the surrounding sounds were much quieter. Even if he didn't pay attention, he would feel a little unclear.

And there happened to be an old man with gray hair sitting in this room.

His clothes were not neat, but he was wearing a very simple white shirt, wearing a huge toad mirror, and he was holding a glass of simple transparent liquid and slowly sipping it there.

Looking at the degree of hanging of the liquid above, it is obvious that it is not ordinary mineral water, but distilled liquor similar to liquor, vodka, rum and the like.

He didn't drink much. One cup was probably a 2cl cup, and he didn't even drink a tenth of it after sipping it for a long time.

His movements seemed to be extremely elegant, just like what everyone expected from an artist.

Especially old artists.

only……

When he saw Fu Diao coming in from the door of the house, he nodded slightly and said to the bar owner behind Fu Diao.

"Boss, I'm sorry to trouble you. Thank you very much."

"You're welcome. You guys can chat slowly. If you have anything you want to drink, just tell me and I'll satisfy you."

"Then bring me a bottle of Coke. I still can't get used to this vodka. I really don't understand why so many of them like to drink this kind of wine so much."

After Kapustin heard this, he immediately put the wine glass in his hand aside and breathed a sigh of relief. The elegance in his bones suddenly disappeared. He looked at Fu Tiao and said with a smile like an old naughty boy.

"Fu, please talk to the boss and let him bring it in later."

"I'll forget it. Let's have a glass of mineral water. It's still. I don't want San Pellegrino Perrier. The San Pellegrino you just gave me is too sour. I'd like some sparkling water with a softer taste."

"OK!"

The boss nodded and immediately left. When Fu Diao sat across from Kapustin, the boss also brought over the water Fu Diao asked for and the Coke Kapustin asked for.

"The water you want, and the Pepsi-Cola without sugar, Mr. Kapustin."

"Sure enough, you haven't forgotten that I like to drink Pepsi-Cola without sugar. Coca-Cola's sugar-free taste is really terrible. If there is a sugar version of Coca-Cola, I still recommend Coca-Cola. Pepsi is just water, but the version without sugar is Pepsi-Cola.

It’s the royal way!”

Kapustin's eyes lit up when he looked at the still-air-conditioned Coke bottle. Without waiting for the boss to get the screwdriver, he lightly knocked it against the table leg. The boss's eyes widened and he felt extremely distressed.

"Sure enough, the glass bottle has the most gas and the best taste."

"not mine……"

The boss looked at Kapustin speechless for a long time. Finally, he could only sigh, rub his head and walk out, pretending he didn't see him.

Fu Tiao also sat in his seat, opened the bottle of mineral water on the table, took a casual sip, and said to Kapustin.

"What do you want from me...? I heard from my teacher that you seem to be a very powerful jazz musician."

"Jazz musician?" Kapustin took a big sip of Pepsi-Cola Sugar Free and grinned comfortably: "I'm not a jazz musician. To be honest, I just think I'm a jazz musician."

A very, very ordinary musician, nothing more."

"Um?"

Fu Diao was puzzled and listened quietly to Kapustin's words.

Kapustin said casually.

"I've never been a jazz musician, and I've never tried to be a real jazz pianist, I just had to do it in my compositions. I'm not interested in improvisation, and there's no such thing as improvisation in jazz.

Can a musician still be considered a jazz musician? All my 'improvisations' are created and used to improve my works, can you understand?" [Note 1]

"..."

Fu Diao didn't expect that Kapustin's first words when he came over were to say this to him. For a moment, he didn't particularly understand what Kapustin wanted to do.

If he doesn't like impromptu things, then why did he call him over?

Because after all, Fu Diao considers himself a jazz musician, and he cares very much about improvisation in music.

Just like his performance just now, if there is something he doesn't understand in the improvised content, he will be a little confused for the first time, and then try to understand it and add it to his own improvisation, instead of resisting.

Unexpectedly, the first thing Kapustin said to him was to express his resistance, saying that he did not like improvisational elements in music.

Fu Diao just nodded slightly and waited for Kapustin to speak later.

Kapustin didn't think much and just continued.

"But even though I don't really acknowledge my status in the jazz circle, many people still call me the composer who knows the best about classical music in the jazz circle, the composer who knows the best about jazz in classical music, and the greatest jazz composer of the 20th century.

As a member of the family, I have to admit that jazz has given me a lot of inspiration, just like Hiromi Ishihara outside."

Kapustin pointed to Hiromi Ishihara outside the house, then pointed to his ears and said with a smile.

"Although you are old, I can clearly hear all your performances outside and know what you are playing. I have to admit that you have inspired me a lot, and your playing is also in line with my expectations.

The aesthetic of jazz, especially you, Fu!”

"Me? My performance?" Fu Tiao was stunned.

Kapustin nodded extremely seriously and said to Fu Diao: "Yes, it's your performance. You may not think your performance is good. You may even think your performance is too simple and classical, and there is nothing new in it.

, but for me, I really, really like your performance. What I like is the classical element in your music, because I am the same way."

After that, he stood up and walked to the parcel on the side, dug out his parcel, took out a sheet of music, handed it to Fu Diao, and said casually.

"This is my work, Daybreak, a... pretty good piano piece."

Fu Tiao took the work handed to him and looked at it slowly, and couldn't help being a little stunned.

This piece passed through a very, very obvious melody in his mind. This melody is a very typical jazz piece. It couldn't be more typical. You can feel that this is a jazz piece just by listening to the beginning.

.

But as Kapustin said, the works he wrote were not jazz.

Although the feeling of this piece is very jazz, at the same time, what is presented on the score of this piece is not at all what a jazz piece should present.

One of the most prominent features of jazz is improvisation, which is the soul of jazz.

Many people even say that jazz is an art of improvisation, and only improvisation can express all the performers' imagination at the time and their artistic charm.

And this pianist, who is known as the jazziest in classical music, does not have any improvisational elements in his works.

But if this piece of music is a classical piece... no matter what period it is from, no one would admit that it is a classical piece.

The core of this set of works is jazz and nothing else.

Looking at all this, Fu Diao couldn't help but feel confused for a moment. He looked back and forth two or three times, and finally looked at Kapustin and asked.

"Is this... a jazz piece?"

"To be precise, it is a classical work with jazz as the core logic of creation. Have you not found a part in it that allows you to improvise?"

When Kapustin saw this, he couldn't help laughing, then shook his head helplessly and pointed at his head.

"I told you, I'm a composer, I'm not a jazz musician, so I won't let improvisation appear too much in my music, not because I don't want to do it, but because...

I can not."

"ah?"

Fu Tiao always felt that his head might be a little confused, so he couldn't help but repeat: "It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't? Mr. Kapustin, are you sure... you didn't say otherwise?"

"Yes, I'm not saying the opposite, it's just what you think."

Kapustin interrupted Fu Diao and said with a smile.

"I just can't do it. It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I can't do it."

"Can't do it?"

"Well, my brain is not good at this place." Kapustin poked his head and said with a smile: "This place is not good at it. It has been since I was a child."

He didn't give Fu Tiao any room to speak and continued directly.

"There are not so many reasons. In fact, for me, there is only one problem, that is, I cannot create improvisational works. It is as simple as that. Although I can think about it and write a more perfect improvisation after the performance,

Everyone praised the improvisation, but after all, it was not improvisation, but something that I could write down after thinking for a long time..."

"So, I am very confused, especially for jazz musicians like you, I am very confused."

Kapustin stood up and opened the door of the room slightly, letting the music outside flow in.

He said slowly, listening to the music on the stage.
To be continued...